Where I'm from.

                         Where I’m From.

I am from old hope chests,

  from Pinesol and Nike brand workout attire.

I am from the old windmill over our rosebush.

(Brick, light yellow.

It sounded like summer.)

 I am from the old oak tree and the wild roses.

Where their sharp, climbing vines reached for

 the sky.

I’m from the popcorn and hazel eyes,

from Hannah and Uncle Doug

And Jess.

I’m from the smart alecs

and the know-it-alls,

From I’m gonna make you two hold hands and sit still

I’m from always be positive,

A negative mind won’t get you anywhere.

I’m from Tahlequah and Georgia,

Apple crisp and cheese biscuits.

From the horse that used to throw my mamma,

the dryer that my sister used to hide in.

Up on the shelf is where our picture books live,

along with other books and boxes and such.

I am from those hot summer days and those long

Oklahoma winter nights.